Glowworm caves, canyoning, Queenstown, and the rest of the end

We have been doing so much lately and I haven't had a lot of opportunities to be online so there is quite a bit to update on!

The vibe in New Zealand is still a bit down at the moment due to the earthquake. The initial shock is over for most people, but there is still 24 hour news coverage and heartbreaking stories about personal tragedies. It's hard to turn your eyes away from the news when it's on everywhere but we have managed to get going on our adventures and really lived it up in our last few weeks.

"Underworld Rafting" and glowworm cave tours were a big highlight. We did this on the West coast, in a tiny town called Charlstown, which was reccomended by the tour guide we met on the castle. There are other glow worm tours hugely publicized down in Queenstown but we were SO glad we did this one because it ended up being just the two of us and the guide. Sweet as! We got decked out in wetsuits, carried our tubes through the cave, learned a lot and sat in the dark for a while and experienced complete darkness. You may think you have experienced this before there is nothing like it. Eerily calming for sure. At the end we got in our tubes and floated along looking up and the thousands, maybe millions of tiny glowworms on the celing. They looked like fireflies, but stuck in one place, so basically like stars. Super cool experience, apparently there are some places in the states that do it and if you ever get the chance it is highly reccomended! The area surrounding the caves was breathtaking as well, they have filmed several movies there as it was lush rainforest and mountains all around.

We made our way down the coast and stopped at Franz Josef glacer, which was cool, except the day was a bit tainted by finding out about the Christchurch earthquake.

Next we went down to Wanaka, which is a beautiful (but expensive) resort town, reminded me a bit of Tahoe. Here we did canyoning, which is huge in NZ. You start at the top of a river (that is obviously in a canyon), repel down sides which can be quite high, do some zip-lining, jumping, and sliding. It was super fun but got a bit intense at the end when our guide stopped us and starting peering around suspiciously. Right before we were going to repel into a huge waterfall. Like 3-4 stories high. So the 3 girls go down, I am last, and some lady who works for the company comes over and is yelling things to our guide across the canyon. The guide, Millie, says "ummm yeah we need to get out of the water, it has risen too high) but I still need to get down this waterfall or else there is no way out of the canyon. So I go down the "dry way" next to the waterfall, but still have to swim across the waterfall which by now is gushing down twice the water is should be. I am hidden behind it trying to undo myself from the cables but my hands are so numb I can't do it and no one can see me and basically thinks I am drowning so the guide swings down Tarzan-style out of nowhere and undoes my ropes. After that we still got to zipline but couldn't be in the water. It was pretty exciting, not exactly scary but got my heart pumping for sure.

Next we headed down to Queenstown, which of course was just as gorgeous as every other place. We stayed in a hostel there and it was really fun to hang with people our own age (as great as holiday parks are, they are full of old British couples... not my scene). We also didn't have to drive for a few days so that was nice, the Dutchess needed a break for sure.

We headed to Te Anau next, which is a cute little town on a lake that pretty much acts as a base for exploring Milford and Doubtful sounds. These are in a huge national park called Fjordland, and naturally are a ton of Fjords on the ocean. On the drive in our tour guide, Ian, pointed out several places where scenes from Lord of the Rings were filmed. He was quite a character, an older, friendly local who was keen on pointing out tree avalanches (it became a joke between us, so if anyone is interested in learning about them I would be happy to tell you) and never turned off his mic the whole ride so we heard a lot of awkward breathing over the speakers. Then we took a couple hour cruise and had lunch which was fun, and we made some friends... I have said it before and I will say it again but MAN Brits are hilarious!

I now have wireless for a month or so in Perth, and even though half of my NZ pictures were eaten by my dumb computer, I will post some in the next couple days!

Cheers,

Mags

We Are Safe

I have received many worried emails and facebook messages from friends and family worried about me and Montana's safety after hearing about the huge earthquake in Christchurch. We are fine, across the south island on the west coast in Wanaka, and didn't even know there was an earthquake until we took a rest stop at a cafe from driving all day and saw it on the news.

It's pretty scary stuff, we are watching the news now and buildings are down everywhere, the death toll is 65 confirmed and rising. Keep the people of Christchurch and New Zealand is your thoughts and prayers-- this is the second major earthquake to hit the south island's largest city since September.

We managed to avoid the floods in Queensland, the cyclone in Cairnes, the floods in Melbourne, and now the earthquakes here. I am counting my lucky stars and thinking of those who have not been as lucky.



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Feb 24th

EDIT:
Montana and I just heard that the hostel in Christchurch that we stayed in when we first arrived in New Zealand has been totally destroyed by the quake. It is assumed that everyone who was inside the hostel at the time is dead. It's one thing to hear about a far away disaster, but knowing that people staying in the same exact place we did were killed... probably some staff or long-term stayers we saw and interacted with at some point... gah, it's terrifying. There are over 300 people still missing and it's been over 48 hours since the earthquake hit. It's hard to believe that in this day and age we still can't pinpoint when and where exactly natural disaster will strike.

Life is short and precious, this is another reminder to go out and make the most of every moment we have.

Abel Tasman: Rock Beds and Moldy Pasta

Our Kayaking trip turned out to be quite the adventure, as does everything that Montana and I set out to do. We left on a beautiful day and had a great start, although regretting not doing some push ups in the weeks before to prepare. I can't even explain how beautiful the national park is, hopefully the photo above will does it some justice.

Over three days (which turned out to be basically 2, as you will see) we saw not only beautiful landscapes but a seal colony, including the cutest baby seals hopping around and playing in the water, and a blue penguin swimming near our kayaks. So cool! Apparently there were orcas the second day we were there but they were north of us and we didn't find out until the day we left... huge bummer, that would have been awesome.

When we arrived at the kayak company base early in the morning, we felt pretty prepared and good about ourselves when the German/Swedish couple we were getting a ride with showed up with an esky (cooler) and... get this... A ROLLY SUITCASE, to try to cram into the kayak's cubby holes. Oh by the way, they were not only kayaking but taking a two day hike, which apparently a rolly suitcase is good for.? While they scrambled to put their things into bags, we exchanged glances with the guide and tried not to laugh. Americans aren't as dumb as we are made out to be, that's all I have to say. The first day was great, with calm weather, great beach time, and a (mostly) successful go at setting up the tent.

The second day was... interesting. Montana was having a bit of seasickness and we both were ill-rested because we thought we were hardcore enough to camp without sleeping pads. Mistake #1. Mistake #2: I viewed this trip as a mind/body cleansing, and underestimated the energy exerted by kayaking, and brought probably not even half the amount of food I should have. So Montana, generous as always, offers me some of her bags and bags of pre-made pasta when I had gone through everything except a handful of nuts, an apple, and a granola bar. Of course we open the pasta and it has gone bad. Moldy, all of it. Naturally.

But wait, mistake #3 was before this I think, and really wasn't a mistake on our part (we blame the national park's lack of warning signs). We were pulling up to a beach, Frenchman's Beach to be exact (you can always count on the French to play a mean trick at your expense), when we realize there is a rock in front of us, very close to the surface. And one to our left. And one to our right. Oh, wait, we are SURROUNDED. Luckily some guy had just drove by on his stupid boat telling us he would confiscate our kayak if we did not put our life jackets on, I protested that I was trying to get my Australian tan back but he was not buying it. So when our kayak inevitably got wedged between rocks we sent a silent thank you to the mean man on the boat for yelling at us as we flailed around trying to get out of our spray skirts and avoid the rocks. When we finally did get out and onto the beach and begin to get the water out of the kayak, a man paddles over and says "oh hey, there are rocks there, you are supposed to get out on the other side of the beach." REALLY? we hadn't noticed at all. Would have been helpful 20 minutes ago dude. While we watched the tide go out that afternoon from the safety of the beach we saw more and more rocks emerge from where we had attempted to land. In total, it was a giant bed of about 30-40 rocks. And no sign??? I'm sure we weren't the first and won't be the last to capsize in the rocks.

The last day we had to be back by 3:30 pm, but awoke to angry growling stomachs and decided to get the heck out of there. Left camp by 9:00 am and did a 3-4 hour trip in 2 hours. There is nothing like the motivation of food to get your somewhere in a hurry. Thoughts of bacon (by the way, many of you will be happy to know I am now a full-fledged meat eater) and eggs and toast danced in our heads and the two hours was mostly silent except for grunts of exertion. As we happily chowed down on burgers and fries--sadly, breakfast was over--we watched tired kayakers roll in all afternoon and laughed at ourselves and our ridiculous experience. Another adventure turned... well, I don't know, more intense adventure than we bargained for I suppose... and we wouldn't have had it any other way.

Ode to NZ

New Zealand, how I love thee. With your ever-changing landscape, each place more beautiful than the next. I feel spoiled with how lovely everything is, it's getting harder and harder to take it all in!

We have been driving up the East coast and it's been great fun. We stopped back in Christchurch for a few days to stay with my friend Britt and a house she was house-sitting, and although getting there was quite the struggle (more on that later), it was so worth it to see her and hang out for a while in one place. I helped out in the garden since they are WWOOFing (Willing Workers On Organic Farms, look it up if you have not heard about it, it's a pretty cool global program), and went on a bike ride into town with her and her boyfriend, panting behind them in their hardcore biking outfits on their tandem bike they will be travelling the South Island on. Pretty awesome.

On the way up we went on a drive out to the Albatros center on the Otago peninsula near Dunedin, and saw the Larnach castle, the only castle in the country. It was pretty cool, although I'm sorry to all you bird lovers but Albatross look exactly like giant Seagulls. Anyway, we were getting tea in the castle and this middle aged NZ tour guide sat down with us for about 40 minutes and made us write down everything, and I mean everything, he said we should do on the South Island. Like 3 months worth of stuff. He didn't care if we wanted to hear it or not, he was going to tell us anyway and not leave us alone til he was done.

This is why I love New Zealanders... I don't know if it is the adventurous and non-touristy crowd the Island (especially the South) attracts who are super friendly and not, for lack of better term, Ugly Americans." But we have had every local tell us all the advice they know, and they sincerely want us to have the best time possible here. National pride runs in their blood.

Teaching ourselves to drive has been... Well, interesting. Literally no one tought us into about a week of us struggling on our own. Actually stalling at every light. We would spend extra hours to get all the way around big cities and avoid every single light and stop sign. We are getting the hang of it, though it still causes a bit (a lot) of anxiety. Luckily, 5 months in Australia has gotten us used to being on the left side of the road so that's not so much of an issue.

Yesterday--yes, Valentines day-- Montana and I went wine tasting in Marlbourough, which you may have heard of from it's famous sav blancs. It was so much fun. Great wine, great company, great weather. It was us and 6 older couples from the UK who were so friendly and nice. Love the English.

Tomorrow we are heading off for a 3 day/2 day kayaking trip in Abel Tasman national park on the northern point of the South Island. It should be an adventure! Wish us luck. Will put pictures up when my jurassic computer decides to upload them.

Miss everyone!
xoxo

To the van!

Greetings from Dunedin! Above is the lovely Dunedin train station, a very nice place to arrive in this beautiful city.

Plans changed and we found out that Montana's aunts van is not in Queenstown, but in a little town on the Southeast coast, so that's where we have been headed. We took a 6 hour bus trip down here a couple days ago and got to see some scenery, it actually looks a lot like Ireland with the little towns and the sheep and green hills. Beautiful!

Dunedin is such a cute town, it's actually named after Edinbourough (don't ask me how the two names are connected but apparently they are..) and has a lot of Scottish heritage. We arrived to bagpipes playing in the central square, which made the haul to our hostel a little bit better. Yesterday we went on a bike ride, followed by a tour of the Cadbury chocolate factory--nothing like chocolate samples to make you feel better about how out of shape you are... or wait, is that counterproductive? whatever...

It's pretty cold here, which is nice, and the clouds and mist make everything pretty. However, I am ill equipped to deal with cold weather. When unloading things to send home with my family in the gold coast heat and humidity, keeping jackets, sweatpants, long sleeved shirts, etc. was the last thing on my mind. Oops. Good thing New Zealand is home to some of the best wool in the world, I can get myself some hats and scarves, and who knows, if I have some free time in the wildreness maybe I will try my hand at knitting again!

Alas, I am off to get the van, learn to drive a manual, and begin roughing it hard core for the rest of the month. Wish me luck! I couldn't be more excited :)

The adventure begins... again!

Hello from New Zealand! We arrived in Christchurch, which is on the eastern side of the south island, late last night after two days in Manly visiting friends after leaving Brisbane.

Christchurch is a lovely city; it is not to big and not too small, has beautiful weather and amazing people. It also has a bit of a European feel from it, which is a nice change from Australia, where you don't really feel the colonial history of most places I have been so far.

Today I took a stroll around town, enjoying the sunshine and a break from the scorching temperatures we had lately in Australia. I walked down the bustling pedestrian malls and through a small market, past the arts center (this is a very artsy city) and through the botanical gardens. We are leaving Christchurch tomorrow to take a long busride to Queenstown on the west coast to collect our van we will be living out of for the next month, but we will come back here in a few days to explore some more and see one of my best friends, Britt, who will be housesitting here!

We are staying on the south island for the entire month of February, and I could not be more excited. I have loved everything in Australia but I can only take so much of big cities--I have been craving adventures and the outdoors, and that is exactly what we are going to find in New Zealand! Though we don't have a definite itinerary yet, which is actually kind of nice, we know some things we want to do for sure.... a 3-4 day kayaking/camping trip in the amazing Abel Tasman national park, whale watching on the east coast, hiking through the Caitlins in the south, trekking the Franz Josef glacier, and black water rafting through glowworm-filled caves, to begin with.... Jealous?? :)

So I will be updating a lot since I will have a lot to talk about, haven't been so good in the past but will be now that I am adventuring a lot more!!!

Cheers from the land of the Kiwis,
Maggie